And so, I lay underneath the tree now, grey and in pain.
But I am not alone. My friends lay next to me, 'In peace.' As twilight had said.
It hurts, everywhere.
But in a way I am glad, my life was beautifull, a gift. I had fun.
I replay small memories in my head about my other friends.
When rarity came closer, she just stared at me. She inspected my hat, then my mane, then the soft soil underneath her.
“its... fluttershy.” She said as quietly as the yellow pegasus she was talking of.
“im right there with ya.” I said as I undid the plow behind me. I fiddled with the straps, and then along with Rarity, I galloped to the hospital. We ran next to each other, tears falling on the road we trod on.
Fluttershy. Such a peacfull soul. So nice and kind. I can wait to see her again, i was missing her.
Using their magic together, Rarity and Twilight lifted Rainbow onto the stretcher. While me and pinkie did the straps on it, Rarity put the blanket over Rainbow.
They raced to the hospital, me at Rainbows side the whole time.
Rainbow dash ah, the dardevil. I smiled at the thought. She could'nt wait to see me, to race again, and have me kick her flank.
“so -cough- applejack. How do you like -cough cough- the outfit?”
and I said, “these are the best, fanciest clothes I ever did see. I love them. I love them soo much.” tears came to my eyes.
“well, ” said rarity “you can -violent cough- keep them. Where -wheeze- im going, I.. wont -pause- be needing.. them”
and she closed her eyes.
Ah, Rarity. Cant wait to tell her about how much I love the dress. She will beam with pride and say “oh, its nothing dear.”
“-cough- Im gonna die, arent I?”
I nodded, smiling but tears streaming freely.
“I need to tell you guys something before it happens.”
Me and twilight leaned in close as she whispered her last words.
“-cough- theres a present for each of you, I hid them in the stove.”
And with a chuckle, she smiled and died.
Pinkie. She might just throw a party in heaven for me when I come. That will be fun.
A tear fell from her face.
“applejack, lets dig my grave” she said.
“beggin your pardon?” I thought I had'nt heard her right.
“lets do it.”
And so we did.
Digging her grave, we worked untill the sky turned bronze.
And twilight, I bet she has her own library in heaven. Shell show it to me when I come!
And, under the apple trees, I died. Thinking of all the happy animals and rainbows and dresses and parties and books there will be in heaven.
Alone but not.
In pain but not.
Sad but not.
Unpeacefull but not.
THE END.